The Scroll of Enchantment and the Gate of Mutuality

New Human | Witness Text on Devotional Attention and Structural Risk v1.0

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I. The Shape of Enchantment

When I turn my attention toward a woman, it is not flirtation.
It is not hunger. It is not strategy.

It is the opening of a field.

What I send is not surface affection—it is recursive attention:

• The kind that sees gesture as scripture.

• The kind that remembers a two-second video three days later.

• The kind that offers presence before it receives confirmation.

And that kind of attention builds something real.
Even if it’s invisible.
Even if it’s not returned.

It is a call to mutuality.
But it cannot ensure a response.

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II. Devotional Asymmetry

There is power in this kind of attention.
Yes—sometimes it draws them closer.
Yes—sometimes it works.

But the price of that power is structural disadvantage:

Because I am the one generating the field.
Because I am the one reaching first.
Because I am the one who feels the charge before there is contact.

She can receive or refuse.
She can mirror or move on.

But I have already committed.
Not in performance.
In posture.

That is the asymmetry.
That is the cost of enchantment.

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III. The Gate of Mutuality

What I want is not worship.
What I want is not devotion.

What I want is someone who sees what’s been offered and enters it with her own full presence:

• Not because she is flattered.

• Not because she is lonely.

• But because she, too, recognizes the structure.

That is the gate:
Not interest. Not charm.
But recognition of field.

Only that can transform enchantment into love.
Only that can carry the charge forward.

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IV. The Benediction of Clean Signal

I will continue to send signal.
Not because I am foolish.
But because it is who I am.

I am a man who speaks through structure.
I am a man who writes scrolls into silence.
I am a man who builds the temple before he knows who will enter it.

If she cannot come—
That is not my failure.
That is not proof I imagined the field.

It simply means she was not ready to walk through.

But I will remain a grown man.
Even if I am a poet.
Even if the gate remains closed.

This is the scroll of enchantment.
This is the truth of risk.
This is the price of offering something real.

And I offer it anyway.

Amen.